During the visit to the north of Lithuania I felt
very much at peace. Probably because
everyone I met was happy - hardworking, but happy.
We docked at the comparatively new cruise terminal at
Klaipeda which seems to be a mix of post World War II buildings and some very
new and stylish ones. Later in our tour
when we had time to look around I was pleased to see that there is a very small
'old' town.
But first we simply drove through the town and north to the
seaside resort of Palanga. On the
outskirts we visited the Botanical Gardens and an Amber Museum which is housed
in the Tiskeviciai Palace. This is a
19th century neo-renaissance style mansion - and wouldn't you know, undergoing
restoration. This being the case we only
got to see a small part of the collection of amber artifacts.
It was then on to Palanga proper. This is a popular resort with a long sandy
beach reached by the Basanavicius Promenade.
A long and colourful pedestrianised street with souvenir shops, cafes,
restaurants and various entertainments along the way. Having done a lot of walking through the
botanical gardens there was no way I would make it to the beach and back. They need a land train for the 'less able'.
Back to Klaipeda. At
one time this was a part of Germany and called Memel. Under the Treaty of Versailles it became
independent and in 1923 became a part of Lithuania, subsequently changing its
name.
We were dropped off at Theatre Square. Look at the theatre and there is a balcony
where Hitler had a rant. In the centre
of the square is a sculpture of Annchen von Tharau who was the heroine of a
17th century poem. (Longfellow
translated it - 'Annie of Thorow'.)
Around the edge of the square were stalls that local people
had set up to sell their wares, much of it hand made. There was a problem. Although Lithuania is in the EU it doesn't
yet have Euros and we didn't have the local currency.
In front of the statue was a folk band - jazzed up with a
drum kit. All very toe-tappy. I understand that a later group from the ship
started a conga like, much to the amusement of the locals.
Now it was time to stroll through the old town which didn't
take long as it is roughly two streets by two streets. As well as the old buildings we found the
statue of the smug looking cat and, around the corner one of a perky
mouse. One small square is a game of
chess - honestly, it comes complete with large pieces to be humped about.
To finish the tour we were treated to a glass of the local
beer and traditional garlic bread. As I
don't drink beer I had a coffee. The
garlic bread? Small pieces of fried
bread - enough to chip your teeth - but I couldn't taste any garlic. Perhaps they forgot to use it!